Did selenia make arty pas-ghetti for fathers day? 🥹👉🏼👈🏼
yes but her dad (and butler) wouldn't let her use the kitchen so she could only use play-doh
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there's a rumor that shen qingqiu's assistant carries around a little black slab wherever he goes. perhaps it's an object of unparalleled power to support his shoddy cultivation, or a keepsake from his homeland?
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Dp x DC: Mind Traveller
Okay do y'all remember the old trope in DP fics of "Danny get's hurt by a ghost/machine and is now in a coma like state, the only way of getting him to wake up is to go inside his mind and meet different aspects of Danny's personality (sometimes it's looking through his memories)"
Okay yeah that but! Make it Dp x DC!
Maybe a war has broken out between the GZ and the GIW, conflicting information is being given to the JL from both sides, and so far their stuck between a rock and a hard place.
On one hand there's a whole species and town throwing allegations towards a Government organization about kidnapping, torture and experimentation.
Then there's the Ghost Investigation Ward saying they've been working withing legal limits, and haven't done anything wrong. It's not breaking the Meta Protection acts due to none of the "affected" having the Meta gene, and therefore not counting as a Meta.
Most GIW subjects had not survived when it had came to light, those who had "lived" could not come out of the Ghost Zone because of how fragile their cores had become, and everything was still too risky to send someone over on uncharted territories to get their statement.
The one option they had was a young boy they had found, although he was in a coma and hadn't woken up in weeks.
The situation was getting more and more dire as the public and ghosts grew restless with every day that passed.
Martian Manhunter spoke to Danny while he was in his coma, however he was only able to access surface entry due to unknown reasons.
This was enough to talk to the boy however, and gain permission to enter his mind and find out more about the situation they had all landed themselves into.
With written consent from both of Danny's parent's a small group of 3 JL members along with Jazz, Sam and Tucker ( who came along to clean up any confusion or questions they might have) journeyed into the mind of the young boy, not realising they are about to witness the rise and fall of a hero who was born to young.
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ctommy pieces i did to celebrate new year woo!! i thought itd be nice to go back to my roots:) i missed drawing him sm
anyway i bestow upon thee pony ctommy and him and henry just snoozin
also happy new year!! 🎉
(pls click on the pics for higher quality :'))
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i'm going to be away for about 9 days 😭 i don't think i can be this active here while ep 8 and 9 of the on1y one are airing...
so please send my love and support to the series and the cast and the characters and everything in between!
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Let the Light In
~chapter update! ~
Pairing: jonathan byers x chrissy cunningham
Tags: angst to fluff, Chrissy pov, sequel fic, eventual happy ending
Chapter 3- Silently Screaming synopsis: Chrissy returns to Ms. Kelley's therapy after winter break with a lot on her mind and important decisions to make.
Link to ao3
Sneak peak below the cut!
Chrissy’s nail beds were bitten to shreds, a nasty habit both her and her mother felt the same way about. They hated it for different reasons, of course, but still a rare case of them agreeing on anything that had to do with her life. Nevertheless, she couldn’t help herself. Winter break was hardly a “break” from any of the thoughts bothering her, and now she had to face reality back at school.
Reality, of course, being the guidance counselor in front of her who won’t stop trying to peel back the layers that she placed so carefully for her survival. It was getting harder and harder not to give in to her counselor’s commitment to get her to spill all of what bubbled underneath.
“So how was your break, Chrissy? Were you able to keep up with the dream journal we discussed last time?”
The notebook sank heavy into her lap with pages stuffed full of memories she’d rather forget than relive. The journal was meant to track the nightmares she’d been having of Grandad and maybe help her notice any patterns or bigger themes her mind was trying to relay.
All she noticed was that the dreams were getting worse and more frequent.
Thanks, Miss Kelley......
Continues on ao3:)
Thank you for being so patient with this fic, I missed reading your comments and hearing from yall in my ask inbox ❤️❤️❤️ please feel free to chat with me and gush about these dorks 🥰
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felt so fucking good to play my sax a little bit for the first time in 5+ years today. even if I did play like shit and get mold in my lungs..
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